'The jig is up, the noose is out
They finally found me
The renegade who had it made
Retrieved for a bounty

Never more to go astray
This will be the end today
Of the wanted man'

 The song picking up as he was even moving his head a bit. It was slightly more appropriate cause apparently the Jig was up. Julius talking about him possibly fallowing them as he if the files were right he was intelligent, and being able to since him it wouldn't take long before he figured out that he was fallowing the pair. So, the Jig was up. 

 Following them along as the walked into the abandoned looking building. Walking through it he looked around seeing all the homeless "Jesus, six years in prison and this place is what makes me depressed" he muttered walking around looking around before starting to head up stairs "Don't mind the nicely dressed people not covered in shit, i'm sure you won't turn us in if people come asking" he tended to speak to him self sarcastically at times. Though did make a note that he might need to kill them. 

 As he walked up he started to sing some more only this time was different. His voice carried up the stairs and to julius directly so that he could hear it, and only him.

 Welcome to the jungle
We've got fun 'n' games
We got everything you want
Honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find
Whatever you may need
If you got the money, honey
We got your disease

 Coming up to the third floor his hands were in his pockets as he looked around smiling "LUcy I'm home, and you got some Splanin to doo!" he said still going only to Julius as he walked, his foot steps were muted as he found Julius leaned against a door way "Julius Ragnarson, Age 21, Highly intelligent and the power of Air currents something like that. So sorry about Cambridge." he smiled looking at him as Julius would be the only one who could hear his voice at this moment, and also when Julius would speak only he could hear it "and you are with Maribeth wilson, some kind of telekinetic and yadda yadda. I was also given files on Diego, Allister and other known associates. You and your lot are very popular amongst contract killers and other undesirables at the moment seeing as there is a lot of money floating around with your names on it."

 Pushing off against the room he looked around the room they were in "Very different from your house, that was a rather nice place." finding a chair he sat down leaning back "Now for the reason I'm here. I'm not going to pretend to insult your intelligence, I know you would figure me out eventually, And i'm guessing sooner rather then later. Someone is paying me quite a fair amount of money to keep tabs on you, to help you and to ensure that you live, for now at least." the entire time that he spoke he had an air of confidence, or straight arrogance the way only a mercenary could.